Friday, March 13, 2009 by RockstarMama
Curse you, daylight savings time! "Springing forward" has a deceptively cute name. What it should really be called is "Enjoy your dark-ass mornings from now on, sucka..." Stumbling blindly down the hallway Monday morning in seemingly midnight conditions, I was forced to flip on the harsh overhead lights, which beamed like a spotlight on my white-ass legs...
Saturday, March 7, 2009 by RockstarMama
Oh for crap's sake. I've been suckered. As a chick, there is a never-ending, arduous battle to be smooth and hair-free in most places. American society has determined that the high-priority targets are: Legs Underarms Bikini line A number of options exist for your hair removal needs. Traditional choices include: Shave it Wax it Zap it Burn it off with chemicals Pluck it F*ck it These, of course, range from annoying (shaving) to soul-suckingly agonizing (waxing)...
